Maginary Girl

You lay awake in your bedSpeaking the words in your headYou think about what it means to be deadYou’ve got your wits about youThat’s good, cause she’s a vultureYou try to come up with a means to and end

Maginary girl, woah-woah-ohMaginary girlMaginary girl, woah-woah-oh

She comes on like the Gulf StreamLike Devil’s Night on HalloweenNow she’s a total eclipse of the sunShe makes it obvious nowHer special weakness forSoftserve ice cream from the Dairy Queen

She’s like twilightIn between day and nightUsed to be grass rootsNow she’s supernatural, yeahOh yeahUh-huh

She's like twilightIn between day and nightUsed to be grass rootsNow she’s supernaturalShe's like twilightIn between day and nightUsed to be grass rootsNow she’s supernaturalShe's like twilightIn between day and night